She's snapped all her needles and sits cold and alone

Rocking and sweating, her eyes fixed on the phone

A decision to make; which person to call?

Knowing either way, this'll be the end of it all.

Should she ring home to her  mam and dad

And return to the life that she once had?

Be drawn back into the family's loving embrace

Standing at their door with no shoes or suitcase

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